Fashion that look, naked and calm again
dont be so glad, its never news to you
dont think im weak, im just in love
picture me untouched and invisible
couldnt be that bad, wish that you really knew
half the truth, that its all because
she dont wanna be that girl, and i know its you
walk my words for what they're worth
fashion that look, make-up and all pretend
after all she took, everything that she could
and its all down hill from here
she thinks i cry to clean my face
when i've seen her tears
one million times mine
are just hints and clues
i swear they're promises